Ankyra Sound Take me back to when the night was young and another song was sung.

the den was no longer able to accomodate them, and erzulie left it behind with only a small twinge of wistfulness. she moved at rosalyn's side as they escorted their young brood to a rendezvous site at the heart of the sound. she was quiet, singling aloof reyes out for an extra bit of her own affection, for she was thinking again of caiaphas and how the seawolf would not be here to watch these pups grow into fine warriors for rusalka.
a pity. a disappointment. where had she gone?
"maybe after we get settled," she offered, throwing a wide smile to her wife and sweeping the children with it as well.